The dragon itself was moving, waving its large tail, a lightning bolt flashing dangerously at its tip. Inside the spiral itself were crystals that shone brightly, flowing consistently throughout the bubbling spiral.
Following the spiral to the centre were paintings of winged horses, dragons and various creatures and beings in their thousands.
The beings and creatures seemed as though they were charging, some carrying swords and axes that pulsed fire and lightning, others spurting white and black wings as they emitted strange matter from their palms that matched their wings. Amberlik’h guessed that they were angels.
Stunned by the fine artwork, Amberlik’h forced her eyes back to the busy, spherical hall. She could see various tables filled with enough food to feed an entire kingdom, scat
